How It Begins on the Planet of Three Moons
Inventory KA-002

Oil on canvas
3 x 3 ft
2026

There are three moons above the horizon. And below then, something begins.

The third mountain is not subtle. It holds the shape of origin openly. Creation here is not hidden, not legislated, not moralized. It is structural. Geological. Expected.

Beneath the surface the tentacles rise - not as monsters, but as workers. Midwives. They lift the embryos upward and pass them to the tendrils, a waiting network that does not debate whether care is deserved.

Birth is not privatized on this planet. It is communal.

No one is handed life and told to manage alone. No one is congratulated for surviving without support. The tendrils receive what is given and hold it without shame. They understand that raising beings is a shared responsibility.

Here, support is infrastructure.

Nothing is accidental.
Nothing is abandoned.

This is how a civilization chooses to begin.